#but i love the barbie/princess aesthetic of this dress

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What I'd wear if I was a Barbie:

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A Prissy Girl’s Guide to Spring

since i won’t be active on tumblr when next spring comes around, and i’ve done 3/4 seasons, i felt it was appropriate to go ahead and finish the series! if you find yourself inspired by my aesthetic/looks, you can absolutely use this as a guide for the next primavera season! 🐇

what’s the look this spring?

my personal forecast for fashion spring ‘24 is “pink pilates bimbo” for sure. the renewal of spring is the time for a wellness reset. so i’ll be engaging in a physical activity but i’ll still be in barbie attire. pink athleisure pieces with super girly additions is my predicted aesthetic. 🎀

first and foremost…

let’s talk about what spring symbolizes: renewal, cleansing, and restarting. that makes itself apparent in the seasons colors; the darkness of winter transitions to the soft pastels of spring.

preparation

start spring cleaning and prepping for seasonal allergies. stock up on in season fruits to keep in the house. take up outside activities like biking, outdoor yoga, and jogging. buy new fragrances. prep your skin and hair for the overtime humidity.

essentials

pretty umbrella

allergy meds/quarterly check up

new water bottle/tumbler

fresh and clean candles + home fragrances

matcha and jade citrus tea

humidifier

neti pot

clothes and accessories

pink athleisure. the lululemon strawberry milkshake jacket is a must! (or a dupe if you’re on budget)

foldover yoga pants

bedazzled pieces

pastel colored pieces

cute mini bags

victoria’s secret totes

tennis skirts

sheer + lacey tops

florals for spring? groundbreaking.

glitter + sequins

satin dresses

lace up sandals

hunter boots

coach baguettes

victoria’s secret co-ords, leggings and sweaters

ballet flats

ugg slippers + fluff sandals

cute gym shoes with pink/sparkly details

lace up pieces

baby blue is a staple color for spring

ruffle trims

warm materials + revealing cuts

“pastry princess” looks inspired by sweets and dessertz

cropped baby tees

stripper heelz

diamond jewelry

body jewelry + belly chainz

sparkly hair clips and headbands

butterfly aesthetics

ribbons and bows

ostrich feathers

sparkly keychains and wristlets

bodysuits + heels combo

statement jewelry like hello kitty, fruit or desserts

beauty

pretty eye pigments (try mac, huda or iconic london)

vibrant pinks

warm bronzer

glitter gloss

translucent glosses in pink and orange

charlotte tilbury flawless filter

nars super orgasm blush

morphe 8r complexion palette

morphe nikita palette

natasha denona diamond & glow (favvv)

a bunch of clear glosses

fenty diamond bomb

fenty fussy gloss bomb

urban decay moondust shadows

cake beauty products

joseon spf 50

bright and/or floral fragrances (gucci flora gorgeous gardenia, jimmy choo illicit flower, carolina herrera good girl blush, juliette has a gun collection, yves saint laurent mon paris intensement, marc jacobs daisy fragrances)

victoria’s secret love spell + warm and cozy + la crème fragrances

sol de janeiro body mists

body shimmer (fenty beauty or bath and body works)

sweet body butters

sol de janeiro beija flor

exfoliating gloves

juicy sheet masks

cetaphil moisturizing cream

native candy shop collection

victoria’s secret tease + eau so sexy

5 blade razors and post shave oil

cute mirrors to keep in my purses

glitter nails

lavenders and pinks

protein treatments for moisture overload

[so-i-grudgingly-joined-this-site]

Here's an unusual custom doll project for me: a Christmas Angel!

Component parts and some fun facts about her under the cut:

Head: Tennis Player Barbie, makeup repainted

Body: 2015 Fairy Godmother Barbie, nails painted

Dress: scrap fabric and rhinestones

Jewelry, halo, and tree-attachment component: armature wire, with tissue paper to puff out the dress

Wings: recycled cereal box cardboard, cut and painted with acrylic paint. The eyes are metallic color-shift paint that changes color based on lighting and angle; this is difficult to capture in photos

Fun fact: her components are mostly the scraps left over from a VERY different doll that's been a few months in the making for me...

It was a challenge for me to make this doll, for a couple of reasons. One was that whoops, I had a time limit so that the family tree would have an angel this year (the old one, which is older than me, had reached the end of her service life this year). As a result I rushed to complete this doll in four days, when dolls usually take me weeks to prepare! I feel her level of detail is impressive for the time constraint.

The other challenge was that my mom insisted it be a CHRISTMAS angel, and not only is Christmas not my usual aesthetic, but I didn't have red, green, or faux fur to go for the easy Christmas aesthetic shortcuts! She approved the purple-blue color scheme as "appropriate enough", and I worked from there, using Disney Princesses and 90s glam Barbie looks as my references.

I really loved getting to paint all those eyes on the wings!

[brightlight-dazzlingeyes]

where the sidewalk ends | pablo gavi

🎃 synopsis: Sofie meets an ex-hookup during a Halloween party. The full moon is high in the sky, the Summer they shared is now only a memory, and there are weirder things to worry about. warnings: alcohol consumption, smut, spooky themes, social media, fluff (Wc: 3k)

(this is a sequel to ibiza night fever, but can be read as standalone)

|the playlist|

“But all the magic I have known I've had to make myself.” ― Shel Silverstein, Where the Sidewalk Ends

It’s finally October, every melancholic girl's favorite time of the year. After a breakup and a much-needed Hot Girl Summer, what Sofie needed was a Sad Girl Autumn, and she’s been taking advantage of the season.

She started doing yoga and has been reading a lot more; you can confirm that by checking her Insta feed – she’s been filling it with intellectual aesthetic pics.

Strolls through the park, loud sighs, pumpkin spice drinks—anything that makes her look like the protagonist of a pretentious European indie film.

Tonight, though, is a special night. Tonight Sofie is a sexy Barbie Cowgirl, and she’s accompanied by Black Swan, Sleeping Beauty, and Carrie. Or, Chiara, Luisa and Becca, as they are known the rest of the year.

It’s Luisa’s annual Halloween party. It’s been a hit since the first edition and the first time Sofie will be attending it as a single lady.

If the last few months have taught her anything, it is how to be casual, or at least how to appear casual. Sofie was focused on having fun, holding her phone in one hand and a gin tonic drink in another. She scrolled through social media while taking another sip. She wasn't trying to arrive already drunk at the party, only to loosen up a bit.

She and her friends have already posted their outfits; half of them were already at the party. Sofie took a deep breath, put away her phone and walked out of the door.

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its halloweeen happy birthday stephen king

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When Sofie walks into the party, she gasps with excitement. The decor was straight out of a Halloween movie. A fog machine was filling the room with mist, cobwebs were hanging all over the place. Jack-o'-lanterns grinned from every nook and cranny, their flickering faces casting playful shadows, giving the whole scene a spooky, dimly lit charm.

It was clear Luisa had gone all in to make this party amazing.

And the guests really brought their A-game in the costume department. Among the crowd, there was a wickedly realistic zombie, a time-traveling Doctor Who, a whimsical unicorn with a shimmering horn and even a comically oversized banana. The variety was as entertaining as it was impressive.

Music was thumping from the speakers, mixing old-school Halloween hits with some current jams, setting the mood for the night.

Sofie's eyes locked onto a familiar face in the sea of costumes – it was Pedri, dressed like a pirate and laughing at something Rebecca said. He looked a bit different since she last saw him, sporting a cool beard that suited him perfectly.

Sofie wasn’t surprised to see the two chatting; Becca and Pedri have been in a complicated long-distance situationship since they met in Ibiza, in the summer. But seeing the football player at the party gave Sofie goosebumps, as she tried to forget her own antics in the Spanish island.

She goes on to greet the couple.

“Cool beard, you really committed to the theme, didn't you?” Sofie jokes about his costume and Pedri laughs. “What are you doing in town, anyway?”

They were in Lisbon, far away from Barcelona, where he should be. Sofie half asks because she worries about her friend ending up heartbroken, but she’s mostly scared that his answer might get herself in trouble.

“We had a game here last night. Figured we could stay for the party.” Pedri winks.

We. There it was, what Sofie was scared of.

“We?” She asks, anyway, even though she knows the answer.

Pedri then tilts his head to the other side of the room, pointing at something. Or someone. When Sofie looks, she’s met with a figure standing by the door, somebody wearing a Ghostface costume. She rolls her eyes and looks back at Becca.

“I’m getting a drink, have fun you two!” Sofie says.

“Don’t get lost!” Becca yells and Sofie gives her a thumbs-up and a nod, but the moment she turns away, the music swallows her up. Luisa's mansion was like a maze. Sofie knew she was in for a tough time trying to do what Becca had asked.

The music was blaring, making it feel like she'd stepped into a nightclub. There were chill-out rooms with people sprawled on fancy couches, a glittering dance floor with a DJ dropping beats, and dimly-lit hallways that seemed to lead to who-knows-where.

Sofie's search for a drink brought her to a bustling room, where she was comforted by another known face, Chiara. She was dressed as Black Swan and deep into a lively, tipsy, philosophical convo with a small group of friends.

Sofie couldn't resist joining the shenanigans. "Hey, Chiara," she chimed in, with a wide grin, “what are you guys talking about?”

Chiara turned her swan-like gaze toward Sofie, her theatrical makeup adding extra drama to her expression. "Oh, you know, the meaning of life, the universe, and why we all wear costumes on Halloween," she replied, her words accompanied by giggles from her friends.

Sofie grabbed a chair and got cozy, all set to dive into the amusing and philosophical banter.

But the conversation didn’t last long; A muffled scream suddenly pierced through the party chatter, instantly grabbing their attention. Sofie and Chiara exchanged a concerned look.

"Did you hear that?" Sofie asked, her eyes darting around the room.

Chiara nodded, her curiosity piqued. "Yeah, that sounded pretty real. We should check it out."

They both rose from their seats, leaving their group of friends momentarily and headed in the direction of the mysterious scream.

Sofie and Chiara followed the sound down a dimly lit corridor. The place was spooky, and their nerves were on edge, so they just froze, waiting to see what would happen next.

They exchanged nervous glances, ears perked up, hoping to catch any hint of what had caused that scream. The whole scene felt like something out of a suspense movie, and they were bracing themselves for a sinister revelation.

“Hey,” 

The girls screamed at the voice behind them, as they jumped in shock. With a hand on her chest, Sofie took a deep breath, looking back to the figure standing now in front of her. Ghostface.

He took off his mask in a hurry. It was Gavi, and he tried to show them there was no need to be scared.

“It’s just me…” Gavi says.

Sofie and Chiara breathed a collective sigh of relief. Sofie was particularly happy to see that it was Pablo, and for a moment, she considered giving him a hug. But that thought made her freeze in her tracks, and her mind drifted back to their time in Ibiza, and the nights they shared. They hadn't talked since then.

“Is everything okay?” Gavi asks, torn between wanting to laugh at their reaction and genuine concern.

“We just heard something weird,” Chiara begins to explain.

Then, out of nowhere, loud banging noises erupted from the same place they'd heard the scream. The sudden, unexpected noise sent a fresh wave of tension through the group.

Sofie, swallowing hard, spoke up. "So, we came here to check it out..."

Pablo, shaking his head with a sly grin, says, "I don't know, I'm not super into the idea of investigating 'bang' sounds." He shot Sofie a knowing look.

“Do you think that that's somebody having sex?” Sofie asks, almost relieved at the possibility, since she had not considered it.

Chiara doesn't buy the theory, it doesn't sound to her like somebody is having a good time. “But if it's something serious, we should at least make sure everyone's safe." She says.

Pablo relented with a sigh. "Alright, fine. Let's check it out. But stick close, and let's not turn this into a horror movie cliche, okay?" He jokes.

With cautious steps, they followed the sounds down the corridor until they reached a closed bedroom door. The weird rhythmic banging noises were definitely coming from inside, and a mix of curiosity and fear gripped them.

Gathering their courage, they exchanged one last glance before Gavi, the designated leader of the group, slowly turned the doorknob. The door creaked open, revealing the dark room on the other side. 

When they pushed the door open, they were in for a surprise – a room filled with Roomba vacuum cleaners gone rogue. The little bots were spinning around, bumping into furniture, and beeping like they were part of some bizarre dance routine. It was like a small-scale robot rebellion.

Gavi burst into a loud laugh, "Seems like the robots have picked Halloween for their big uprising, huh?"

“That’s why I don't trust robots…” Sofie says, tip-toeing closer to Pablo, trying to avoid the bots.

“What about the scream?” Chiara couldn't help but bring up the initial reason for their investigation.

The group tenses up once again, remembering what brought them here in the first place.

"It was me," came a voice from the corner of the room. Luisa was sitting down, carefully wrapping a band-aid around her toes. "One of these things nearly took my toe out, and I don't even know how to turn them off."

With everything finally making sense, the group gathered their efforts to grab the rogue Roombas. After some trial and error, they successfully managed to turn off the little vacuum cleaners and carefully piled them up in a closet. 

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thanks everybody who showed up. it was the best halloween party ever. my vacuum cleaners literally almost unalived me. i love all of my friends so so much. happy halloween!

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Pablo and Sofie stayed behind after hushing the girls back to the party. In the dimly lit bedroom, it was just the two of them. Pablo sat at the edge of the bed, and Sofie stood by the window. They both felt the urge to talk but weren't sure where to start or what to say. The unspoken tension loomed in the room.

Should they bring up Ibiza? Or should they pretend like nothing happened? They exchanged glances every now and then but mostly remained silent as they gathered their thoughts.

"It's pretty crowded out there..." Sofie says, her thoughts interrupted by the party noise.

Gavi cleared his throat, nodding in agreement. "Yeah, I know... This is better. I prefer being alone."

Sofie couldn't help but giggle,"Well, you're not entirely alone. I'm right here, you know."

Pablo met her gaze and said, "When I'm with you, it doesn't feel like there's anybody else in the room." Gavi's face flushed like a tomato, and his eyes nearly popped out of his head when he realized what he had just let slip. "Do you... um, understand what I'm saying?" he mumbled, his words stumbling out as he anxiously awaited Sofie's response.

“I feel the same way.” Sofie says, her words escaping before she could even fully process what she was saying.

A palpable tension hung in the air as they locked eyes. It felt like an unspoken challenge to see who would look away first. It was like a silent game of vulnerability chicken, and neither of them was ready to blink.

In an instant, Gavi was right in front of her, his hand gently resting on her hips. His eyes pleaded for permission. Sofie, taken aback by his bold move, simply nodded, her eyes fixed on his lips.

He kissed her hungrily and passionately. Their minds immediately turned into a total mess, as they both desperately tried to savor the moment while also trying to let each other know just how much they'd missed this.

Sofie instinctively placed one hand on his chest, while running her fingers through his soft hair with the other. Pablo deepened the kiss, taking his time exploring her mouth and playfully licking her bottom lip.

He carefully guided her to the bed, lowering himself onto her. Their lips finally parted, leaving them breathless and flushed.

They stared into each other’s eyes intently. They couldn’t wait anymore. The desire between them was so strong, neither of them could speak. They both just wanted each other, no more holding back. 

Sofie grabbed him tightly by the neck, pulling him closer. After gasping for air, Gavi brought his lips to her again, his hands moving down her sides and gripping her waist firmly.

She took off her shirt and Pablo gently pulled off her lacy pink bra.

“I missed them so much.” Gavi jokes, looking at her breasts. Sofie gives a playful slap on his arm.

“I missed you too.” She whispers in his ears. She can feel the goosebumps all over his body as she says that.

“Are we really doing this?” He asks, tenderly kissing her neck. He can’t seem to keep his mouth away from her body for too long. He knows they don’t have much time together, he’s going back to Barcelona in the morning.

“I want you so, so much.” Sofie answers in between whimpers, she’s already too lost in pleasure to consider the consequences of what she’s doing.

“But we have to be quiet.” Pablo looks at her with a mischievous glint in his eyes. “If somebody hears us moaning, they might get worried for our safety.” He whispers. Sofie has to bite her lip to hold back a giggle.

“I can be quiet.” She promises.

Pablo enters her slowly, taking his time to enjoy every second of their reunion. They get lost in each other and it feels like their first time all over again.

She wraps her legs around him and digs her nails into his back, demanding more of him. His body starts rocking, slowly thrusting harder and faster until he loses control completely.

Their bodies move together easely. Sofie has to put a hand on her mouth to stop herself from crying his name out loud.

The sigh of her desperation is enough to drive him off the edge. He reaches down and starts massaging her clit, just like he knows she likes it. Pablo speeds up his pace, when he senses they’re both close to orgasm.

He collapses in her arms and Sofie holds him close as they reach their peak together.

They have their eyes closed and for a while the only thing on their mind is each other's heartbeat.

But then, Sofie feels her anxiety creeping in, and it is enough to break the magic surrounding them. "We should probably head back to the party," she whispers. To their ears, her words seemed louder than the music outside.

"Right," Pablo mumbles, eyes still closed, lingering in the moment for a little longer.

They quietly slipped out of the bedroom, making their way back to the party without exchanging another word. 

Even without speaking, as they get out of the bedroom, they share a sly, knowing look, hinting at the possibility of meeting again, without the need for words.

Sofie, without Gavi noticing, sneakily slipped a piece of paper with her phone number into his pocket.

[cheerycherrycandy-resurrected]

Ghoulette Appreciation Week 7

Also, a little Valentine's Day fic! 💕

back on schedule, babyyy

Week 7: “Can’t you see how much I love you”/love confessions & makeovers/dressing up

The annual Valentine's Day costume ball is coming up at the Abbey, and Aurora can't wait to attend in matching costumes with Mist. One small issue: she has to ask her first.

Rating: T Content: Fluff, Mistrora being cute and in love, allusions to sexual themes Words: 2002

This one got out of hand quite quickly! Happy Valentine's Day if you celebrate! 💕

Read below or on AO3!

At the Abbey, the annual Valentine’s Day costume ball was coming up. Because what said “Satan-worshipping-church” like a debauched disco on a Saint’s memorial day? At these parties, the ghouls and humans intermingled freely, and nights often ended in more than just intermingling. For the ghouls, it was also a night of freedom from their masks, all the more appreciated by the newer ghouls with their oppressive helmets.

Aurora couldn’t wait. This was her first Valentine’s costume ball topside, and if it was anything like the other parties she had been to topside, it would be a blast. From the minute it was announced, she had been thinking of what her costume should be. Halloween had been incredible, everyone dressed some kind of spooky or sexy, or both. Aurora had matched costumes with the other touring ghoulettes Cirrus and Cumulus, going as The Plastics from Mean Girls.

Aurora wasn’t sure if she wanted to continue her chick-flick move theme for this party. She wasn’t even sure what she wanted to go as. What she did know, is that she wanted to coordinate with her girlfriend, Mist. Was that even the correct word, Aurora wondered to herself? They weren’t mated yet, but they were… something. The humans had more words than they could possibly need for these situations, Aurora could surely borrow some.

There was one slight issue with this plan, however. Mist famously did not attend costume parties at the Abbey. Aurora figured her best chance at going with Mist was to come up with a costume concept the older ghoulette couldn’t resist.

This was going to be a challenge: Aurora’s aesthetic and media preferences didn’t exactly align with Mist’s. While she would happily go as anything pink, princess-y, or otherwise hyperfeminine with a 2000s movie influence, Mist was quite the opposite. She was more into dark colours, androgenous styles and fantasy novels. Aurora was sure there had to be some crossover to explore though.

Putting aside her initial dream of matching Barbie: The Princess and the Pauper costumes, she tried to think closer to what Mist would choose. Certainly nothing involving a dress or a skirt, she knew the thought of wearing them made Mist’s skin crawl. What about a knight? Heroic, Big Sword, rescue the Princess from a big tower? Aurora wasn’t the sort of Princess that would need rescuing though.

“What about dragons?” she mused aloud to Sunshine one evening, watching the multi ghoulette crouched on the floor sewing sequins onto a pair of intricate butterfly wings.

“I think Swiss and Phantom are doing dragons…” Sunshine hummed, almost cross-eyed with concentration, “something about dragon and dragon rider.”

Aurora rolled her eyes and mimed gagging, as Sunshine looked up from her work to snicker at her reaction.

“Yeah, you might want to steer clear of them all night. Swiss gets a bit carried away on Valentine’s.”

Aurora flopped backwards onto Sunshine’s bed with a huff, “What are you going as? Maybe I can convince Mist to do a ghoulette group costume?”

Sunshine proudly held her wings aloft, “I’m a butterfly, and Mountain’s going as a caterpillar! He’s still got about fifty pom-pom feet to sew to his outfit before the party.”

“They look amazing Sunny!” Aurora looked on with envy. At this rate she was going to end up going as a lonely cat without a date.

“Why don’t you just ask Mist to go to the party with you, Rory? She might have an idea for your costumes.”

“Maybe…” Aurora rolled onto her front to face Sunshine properly, “How should I ask her?”

Sunshine sighed, setting her wings to the side and moving to sit next to Aurora. In times like these she really felt like a big sister to the newest ghoulette.

“The same way you asked her to be your girlfriend, petal. But maybe with less references to movies she hasn’t seen.” Sunshine tossed an arm around Aurora’s shoulders as best she could in their awkward position on the edge of the bed, “Besides, there’s no way she’d say no, Mist is so head over heels for you that Satan Himself could see it from the pit!”

Aurora hoped she was right.

Later that day, Aurora steeled herself to ask Mist to go to the Valentine’s ball together. She found Mist where she often was when she didn’t have duties, sat reading on the stone bench next to a small, secluded pond. Mist looked up when she heard footsteps approaching, and seeing her wide smile as Aurora approached made her heart stutter in her chest.

“Hi Moonflower, I thought I’d find you here.” Aurora sat down next to Mist, the pair instinctually shuffling as close together as possible, pressed to each other like magnets; shoulder to hip to ankle.

“Hello Sweet Thing, come to keep me company?” Mist set her book down to snake an arm around Aurora’s waist and press a kiss to the corner of her lips, seeking permission to deepen the kiss. Aurora giggles against her lips, happily losing herself in Mist’s embrace.

When they eventually broke apart for air, Aurora remembered why she had some come find Mist in the first place.

“So…” she started, trying her best to sound casual, “are you going to the Valentine’s ball?”

“Why do you ask?” smirked Mist, “are you inviting me?”

Aurora forgot what she was going to say, not expecting Mist to see straight through to what she was asking so quickly. She was flustered, stuttering out some sounds that could possibly have been interpreted as a “yes”. No one else could manage that quite like Mist.

“So, what are you going as then?” asked Mist, reaching out to play with a piece of hair behind Aurora’s ear.

“I’m not sure yet, I was hoping you might have an idea actually. I want us to go as something we both like.”

“I’ll be happy in anything, as long as you’re there.” Mist cooed in her ear, “I’d turn up with nothing but my unglamoured fins, if that was what you wanted.” Her cool and delicate fingers traced over Aurora’s neck, where gills would be if she had any, and Aurora gave in to the carnal distraction of Mist’s smooth tongue and fingertips. The costume party didn’t seem so important anymore.

Stuck polishing the wooden pews in the chapel the next day, Aurora thought more on Mist’s comment. Unglamoured fins. Creatures of the Sea. She started formulating a story in her head. She could still be a princess, but how about a mermaid princess, with the alluring voice of a siren. Mist often called her my sweet siren after all. Mist could be a beautiful pirate queen trying to pillage the mermaid’s lands, but ending up beguiled by her song convinced to go adventuring upon the high seas together.

Mist would hopefully like the costume too, a blouse loose enough around her gills, not an overly “girly” costume, but still badass. Rory lost herself in her daydream, fleshing out her perfect Halloween costume idea and backstory, until she realised that she has been polishing the same armrest for ten minutes.

This idea seemed perfect for them; dressing for a story no one but them knew. They’d tried to keep their relationship a secret for so long, even though they later learned that they hadn’t been in the least bit subtle, and their respective packs had seen through them near instantly.

She dropped by Mist’s pack dorm on the way back to her own quarters, to suggest her idea. If she’d been surprised by Mist’s enthusiasm to accompany her to the ball, she was even more astounded by her interest in the costume. Mist had all but begged to make her own, and to keep them a surprise from each other until the night of the party.

For the rest of the week leading up to the party, she spent her spare evenings in Sunshine’s room, joining her on the floor to sew sequins onto her own costume. Sunshine was predictably now making Mountain’s costume for him, attaching fist-sized pom-poms to a green zip-up hoodie. She had asked Cirrus and Cumulus if they wanted to join their crafting sessions, but they had claimed their own costumes, the Wicked Witch of the West and Glinda the Good Witch, were already finished.

Little did Aurora know, that Mist had already enlisted the air ghoulettes to help her with her own costume, showing her how to stitch frills and ruffles to the cuffs of a blouse, and embellish the rest of her outfit in a way befitting of a pirate queen.

The evening of the Valentine’s day ball finally arrived, and Aurora was buzzing with anticipation as she waited for Mist to knock on the dormitory door. She had insisted on coming by before the party to collect Aurora. Eventually, there were three sharp raps on the door, and Aurora had to force herself to count to ten before she threw it open.

"Ahoy! I be here t’ collect me Princess!” Mist grinned widely, flourishing a plastic cutlass bedazzled with crystals. Aurora looked at her outfit in wonder; Mist looked ferociously beautiful. The delicate linen fabric of her blouse rippled in the breeze from the hallway, showing off the numerous gold swirls stitched along the frilly cuffs. The cut of her tight leather pants was enough to make Aurora’s mouth water, her long legs emphasized by the tall boots she was wearing, also decorated with rhinestones and gold. But nothing quite compared to the costume jewellery she was practically dripping in; body chains, hooped earrings, hammered metal arm cuffs. She looked every inch the terrifying pirate queen she was meant to be.

“Mist…” Aurora whispered, in awe, “you look incredible!” Mist broke character to blush at the praise, full of compliments of her own for Aurora’s sparkling bodice and mermaid “tail”.

Their tender moment in the doorway was interrupted by the boisterous entrance of a sparsely-clothed dragon and his equally underdressed rider, off to join the other ghouls that were pre-gaming in the kitchen.

“Woah Mist, you look awesome!” hollered Swiss, clearly already in the party spirit. Mist straightened her spine, and glared mock-haughtily at the multi-ghoul,

“'Tis yer Royal ‘ighness Cap'n Mist t' ye, ye rum-soaked scalawag!” she leered at him with a dangerous grin. Swiss looked like he was torn between being terrified and turned on, but was saved from having to justify either reaction by Phantom dragging him away to the kitchen. When the door closed behind them, leaving both ghoulettes alone in the entrance hall of the dorm again, they collapsed into each other’s arms in peals of laughter.

“His face Mist! You’ve given the poor guy a pirate crisis!” Aurora managed to catch her breath just enough to talk between fits of giggles.

“It’s not him I feel sorry for, think about Phantom!” they both promptly dissolved into laughter again. “Poor Bug…” mused Aurora, as she dragged Mist by the hand to her room, before they had to leave for the party proper in the Abbey’s main hall.

“You really do look amazing, Waterlily.” Aurora smiled at her as her bedroom door swung closed behind them.

“So do you, my Songbird, you’re always the most beautiful thing in every room, but tonight you look exquisite.”

Aurora pulled her onto the bed and into a kiss. They had time for a brief distraction while the other ghouls drained their liquor supplies.

“I can’t believe you went to all this effort!” pulling away, Aurora ran her hand down Mist’s arm to admire the little details of her outfit. “I didn’t even think you would want to go at all!”

“Can you still not see it?” asked Mist, raising Aurora’s chin with the tip of one long finger, “This is for you. Everything is always for you. I’d do anything just for one more smile from your beautiful lips.” She brushed across them, soft and gently parted, with her thumb. “Can’t you see how much I love you?”

[valley-of-headcanons]

how about some headcanons of Haley, Abigail and Alex with a very hyperfem farmer!!! y'know, the kind of person that is always wearing cute clothes, putting on makeup, acts like a princess and is basically a carbon, living copy of a Barbie doll.

i'm a very hyperfem person so i love making my in-game farmers based on my sense of style, and i would love to see your take on it :]

abigail, alex, and haley with hyperfemme! farmer || headcanons

your style is so adorable and cute, and your partner loves everything about it! <3

warning: very feminine farmer, but gender neutral pronouns! nothing else that i can see <3

requested by: anon, thank you so much for the request! you didn't specify romantic or non romantic, so im gonna assume romantic in this case! if not, please send in another request and i'll 100% fix it <3 but this request was so fun to write! i'm turning more and more into a barbie daily (especially after the barbie movie 🙏) and this request hit a bit close to home! thanks for the request barbie <3

abigail

• Abigail has a very alternative style, she hates dressing in girly clothes and cutesy styles ... but she can definitely appreciate their beauty. And your beauty is the one she's focused on the most. She loves you, and thinks you're the cutest person on the planet! She cannot get enough of your cute outfits, intricate makeup, and princess attitude!

• She loves teasing you about your attitude, giving you the nickname "princess" every time you ask her for something simple. She loves seeing your cute little attitude, and always gives you a little kiss afterward to make up for it. “Sorry princess, I won't tease you anymore ... even though I know you love it,” she'll say with a mischievous grin.

• She goes out of her way to protect you, her adventurous spirit getting the best of her. Even if it's something as small as getting your new heels muddy, she'll either bridal style or piggyback you across. She cares a lot about you and she knows how important your aesthetic is. It's not life or death, but she wants to be attentive to the little things. Little things to show that she cares.

• Abigail adores you more than anything, and it really shows. You're flooded with compliments, although they may be unusual or odd at times. She loves seeing you flustered and happy, regardless of your style. She used to hate the color pink, but ... when it reminds her of the best person that's ever been in her life, how could she hate it now?

alex

• Alex has always found a Barbie aesthetic incredibly gorgeous, and it's not a surprise that his partner is decked out in pink and glitter. He cannot get enough of you! Every time you walk in the room, his jaw is on the floor, his eyes are pinned on you. Every aspect of you is perfect in his eyes, and your style is only an accessory, but it's a nice plus!

• He would do anything you asked without skipping a beat. Whether it be helping you with farm work or going to the store for something, he's got you. He'll give you a kiss on the forehead and bend over backwards for you. He loves your princess attitude and adores how you're so loving and vulnerable you are at the same time. Of course you could do all these things yourself, but you trust him with these little things? He is so excited to do anything you ask.

• He would never admit it, but he really wants you to do his makeup at least once. He's never experienced it, and he thinks it could be fun! But you are not allowed to show anyone pictures or anything, he's not THAT comfortable with his masculinity ... but you can have your little dress up party with him. You're the only person he'll trust with this, and he's glad he's breaking down his walls with you.

• Alex really loves you, and he shows it as much as he can. He brags to all of his friends about how gorgeous his partner is, and how confident and smart and pretty you are, and how he'd do absolutely anything for you. He adores how brave you are as well, how no matter what anyone says, you OWN your femininity. And you're the bravest Barbie around in his eyes.

haley

• Haley needs her partner to have just as much style as she does, and she loves that aspect of you. She adores fashion, and your sense of style is out of this world! You two look like you've come straight out of Barbieland! She loves showing you off, a gigantic smirk on her faces when the guys and girls see how hot and gorgeous her partner is. And your attitude matches hers, you two are truly a match made in heaven.

• She loves shopping with you, and shopping for you! She'll show you things that she thinks will look absolutely gorgeous on you, and she knows you well enough that she knows exactly what you like! If you thank her, she'll brush it off with a small blush. “Oh whatever- just try this on! I might steal it out of your closet anyway ...”

• The princess attitude back and forth has led to many humorous moments. You two are pretty good at never giving in, so the score has remained tied for years. Haley really does like seeing you happy, and although puts up a fight, would do anything you ask. And she knows that you would do the same. Although the "arguments" are very entertaining to her, so of course she's going to put up a fight.

• You and Haley have a lot of similarities, but they work really well together. She understands you and your femininity more than most people, and is a really good friend and partner. She adores you, and how wonderful you are. You don't have to be feminine, you don't have to be masculine, you just have to show her the love she needs. She'll show you so much in return.

[detectivelokis]

BARBIE MOVIE AESTHETICS

Tagged by @socially-awkward-skeleton @voidika and @simonxriley to fill this out for one of my girls. This was fun!

Tagging: @sstewyhosseini @poisonedtruth @baldurrs @jinfromyarikawa @captastra @marivenah @direwombat @fourlittleseedlings @confidentandgood @strangefable @poetikat @gwynbleidd @phillipsgraves @clonesupport @roofgeese @risingsh0t @jendoe @purplehairsecretlair and anyone else who wants to tag me. Big sleepy so I’m sure I’ve missed someone

BARBIE IN THE NUTCRACKER. freshly fallen snow, the sound of sleigh bells, a lengthy look at the one you love, the sound of a crackling fire, the smell of peppermint, half-eaten gingerbread cookies, bows in your hair, the strum of a harp, gold jewelry, clouds above a stormy sea, the conscious effort to believe in yourself, lace dresses, a sun dappled orchard, speaking from the heart, “you were the one i was looking for all along,” the cold winter wind, cheek kisses, bright blue eyes

BARBIE AS RAPUNZEL. golden hair, smeared paint on your fingers and clothes, marble staircases, dense forests with no path in sight, intricate braids, hedge mazes, grand parties, dazzling dresses, generational trauma, pink lipstick, the shiver of wind chimes, flowers in your hair, stepping outside your comfort zone, the tedium of chores, following your heart, love at first sight, the roar of a cascading waterfall, strong arms around your waist, dark secrets, “no more hatred”

BARBIE OF SWAN LAKE. the familiarity of your favorite constellation in the night sky, the flutter of wings, freshly baked bread, dancing alone in your room, chocolate chip cookies, a babbling brook and the stones you use to cross it, running with the wind in your hair, sparkling jewels, an enchanted forest, dusty stacks of books, sibling rivalries, moonlit walks by the lake, the innocence of true love, painful deception, laced fingers, “it’s you i love”

BARBIE AS THE PRINCESS AND THE PAUPER. spun gold, a purring cat in your lap, the sacrifices your parents made for you, the prick of a sewing needle, “what would it be like to be free?”, dark caves, starry skies above, falling in love with your best friend, crowded markets, horse drawn carriages, fresh air, a hand held out to guide you, pretending to be something you’re not, breakfast in bed, bubble baths, narrow passageways, diamond rings, cold jail cells, lengthy hugs, promises you can keep

[socially-awkward-skeleton]

Tagged by @strafethesesinners​ to fill out this OC Aesthetics quiz

Tagging: @roofgeese​ @clicheantagonist​ @direwombat​ @adelaidedrubman​ @strangefable​ @dumbassdep​ @kittiofdoom​ @fourlittleseedlings​ @voidika​ @locustandwildhoney​ @inafieldofdaisies​ @detectivelokis​  @poetikat​@afarcry5fromstraight​ @josephslittledeputy​ @sukoshimikan​ and anyone else who’d like to fill this out :)

Just doing it for Kit this time, since she’s the baby on the brain as per usual. 

BARBIE  MOVIE  AESTHETICS

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BARBIE IN THE NUTCRACKER.  freshly fallen snow, the sound of sleigh bells, a lengthy look at the one you love, the sound of a crackling fire, the smell of peppermint, half-eaten gingerbread cookies, bows in your hair, the strum of a harp, gold jewelry, clouds above a stormy sea, the conscious effort to believe in yourself, lace dresses, a sun dappled orchard, speaking from the heart, “you were the one i was looking for all along,” the cold winter wind, cheek kisses, bright blue eyes

BARBIE AS RAPUNZEL. golden hair, smeared paint on your fingers and clothes, marble staircases, dense forests with no path in sight, intricate braids, hedge mazes, grand parties, dazzling dresses, generational trauma, pink lipstick, the shiver of wind chimes, flowers in your hair, stepping outside your comfort zone, the tedium of chores, following your heart, love at first sight, the roar of a cascading waterfall, strong arms around your waist, dark secrets, “no more hatred”

BARBIE OF SWAN LAKE. the familiarity of your favorite constellation in the night sky, the flutter of wings, freshly baked bread, dancing alone in your room, chocolate chip cookies, a babbling brook and the stones you use to cross it, running with the wind in your hair, sparkling jewels, an enchanted forest, dusty stacks of books, sibling rivalries, moonlit walks by the lake, the innocence of true love, painful deception, laced fingers, “it’s you i love”

BARBIE AS THE PRINCESS AND THE PAUPER. spun gold, a purring cat in your lap, the sacrifices your parents made for you, the prick of a sewing needle, “what would it be like to be free?”, dark caves, starry skies above, falling in love with your best friend, crowded markets, horse drawn carriages, fresh air, a hand held out to guide you, pretending to be something you’re not, breakfast in bed, bubble baths, narrow passageways, diamond rings, cold jail cells, lengthy hugs, promises you can keep

[strafethesesinners]

BARBIE  MOVIE  AESTHETICS

didn’t get tagged by anyone but got this from @tag-oc-games thank you! I thought it would be a fun one to do for my two main boys.

repost  /  don’t  reblog  .  bold  what  applies .

BARBIE IN THE NUTCRACKER.  freshly fallen snow, the sound of sleigh bells, a lengthy look at the one you love, the sound of a crackling fire, the smell of peppermint, half-eaten gingerbread cookies, bows in your hair, the strum of a harp, gold jewelry, clouds above a stormy sea, the conscious effort to believe in yourself, lace dresses, a sun dappled orchard, speaking from the heart, “you were the one i was looking for all along,” the cold winter wind, cheek kisses, bright blue eyes

BARBIE AS RAPUNZEL. golden hair, smeared paint on your fingers and clothes, marble staircases, dense forests with no path in sight, intricate braids, hedge mazes, grand parties, dazzling dresses, generational trauma, pink lipstick, the shiver of wind chimes, flowers in your hair, stepping outside your comfort zone, the tedium of chores, following your heart, love at first sight, the roar of a cascading waterfall, strong arms around your waist, dark secrets, “no more hatred”

BARBIE OF SWAN LAKE. the familiarity of your favorite constellation in the night sky, the flutter of wings, freshly baked bread, dancing alone in your room, chocolate chip cookies, a babbling brook and the stones you use to cross it, running with the wind in your hair, sparkling jewels, an enchanted forest, dusty stacks of books, sibling rivalries, moonlit walks by the lake, the innocence of true love, painful deception, laced fingers, “it’s you i love”

BARBIE AS THE PRINCESS AND THE PAUPER. spun gold, a purring cat in your lap, the sacrifices your parents made for you, the prick of a sewing needle, “what would it be like to be free?”, dark caves, starry skies above, falling in love with your best friend, crowded markets, horse drawn carriages, fresh air, a hand held out to guide you, pretending to be something you’re not, breakfast in bed, bubble baths, narrow passageways, diamond rings, cold jail cells, lengthy hugs, promises you can keep

BARBIE  MOVIE  AESTHETICS

repost  /  don’t  reblog  .  bold  what  applies .

BARBIE IN THE NUTCRACKER.  freshly fallen snow, the sound of sleigh bells, a lengthy look at the one you love, the sound of a crackling fire, the smell of peppermint, half-eaten gingerbread cookies, bows in your hair, the strum of a harp, gold jewelry, clouds above a stormy sea, the conscious effort to believe in yourself, lace dresses, a sun dappled orchard, speaking from the heart, “you were the one i was looking for all along,” the cold winter wind, cheek kisses, bright blue eyes

BARBIE AS RAPUNZEL. golden hair, smeared paint on your fingers and clothes, marble staircases, dense forests with no path in sight, intricate braids, hedge mazes, grand parties, dazzling dresses, generational trauma, pink lipstick, the shiver of wind chimes, flowers in your hair, stepping outside your comfort zone, the tedium of chores, following your heart, love at first sight, the roar of a cascading waterfall, strong arms around your waist, dark secrets, “no more hatred”

BARBIE OF SWAN LAKE. the familiarity of your favorite constellation in the night sky, the flutter of wings, freshly baked bread, dancing alone in your room, chocolate chip cookies, a babbling brook and the stones you use to cross it, running with the wind in your hair, sparkling jewels, an enchanted forest, dusty stacks of books, sibling rivalries, moonlit walks by the lake, the innocence of true love, painful deception, laced fingers, “it’s you i love”

BARBIE AS THE PRINCESS AND THE PAUPER. spun gold, a purring cat in your lap, the sacrifices your parents made for you, the prick of a sewing needle, “what would it be like to be free?”, dark caves, starry skies above, falling in love with your best friend, crowded markets, horse drawn carriages, fresh air, a hand held out to guide you, pretending to be something you’re not, breakfast in bed, bubble baths, narrow passageways, diamond rings, cold jail cells, lengthy hugs, promises you can keep

 TAGGING: @purplehairsecretlair @florbelles @deputyash @socially-awkward-skeleton @noetikat @perhapsrampancy @blissfulalchemist @blissfulalchemist @nuclearstorms @unleashed111 @allthearchetypes @turbo-virgins @josephslittledeputy @henbased @adelaidedrubman @unholymilf

[barbienostalgia]

hello! i was wondering if you could help me figure out what a particular barbie game i loved as a kid was. this was probably around 2002-2004, give or take. it was a dress up game with a very similar aesthetic to the barbie of swan lake game you have posted here, but i think it was an online game on the barbie website, because i remember that being very exciting. barbie was standing in an enchanted forest and you could dress her up with many different accessories including jewels and some butterfly-related items. thank you!

hi anon ♡ i took a while looking for the game you mentioned and im afraid i cannot find anything like it... the closest things that come to mind are the series of princess dress up games in the pictures but they are more 2d so i don't think this is it similarly there is this mariposa dress up game but i doubt it is what you are looking for if anyone else has any idea of what game it could be please do share it ..♡♡

[consumare]

barbie movie aesthetics.

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barbie in the nutcracker.  freshly fallen snow, the sound of sleigh bells, a lengthy look at the one you love, the sound of a crackling fire, the smell of peppermint, half-eaten gingerbread cookies, bows in your hair, the strum of a harp, gold jewelry, clouds above a stormy sea, the conscious effort to believe in yourself, lace dresses, a sun dappled orchard, speaking from the heart, “you were the one i was looking for all along,” the cold winter wind, cheek kisses, bright blue eyes.

barbie as rapunzel.   golden hair, smeared paint on your fingers and clothes, marble staircases, dense forests with no path in sight, intricate braids, hedge mazes, grand parties, dazzling dresses, generational trauma, pink lipstick, the shiver of wind chimes, flowers in your hair, stepping outside your comfort zone, the tedium of chores, following your heart, love at first sight, the roar of a cascading waterfall, strong arms around your waist, dark secrets, “no more hatred”.

barbie of swan lake.   the familiarity of your favorite constellation in the night sky, the flutter of wings, freshly baked bread, dancing alone in your room, chocolate chip cookies, a babbling brook and the stones you use to cross it, running with the wind in your hair, sparkling jewels, an enchanted forest, dusty stacks of books, sibling rivalries, moonlit walks by the lake, the innocence of true love, painful deception, laced fingers, “it’s you i love”.

barbie as the princess and the pauper.   spun gold, a purring cat in your lap, the sacrifices your parents made for you, the prick of a sewing needle, “what would it be like to be free?”, dark caves, starry skies above, falling in love with your best friend, crowded markets, horse drawn carriages, fresh air, a hand held out to guide you, pretending to be something you’re not, breakfast in bed, bubble baths, narrow passageways, diamond rings, cold jail cells, lengthy hugs, promises you can keep.

tagged by:  @gunbash, who made this for us <;3 tagging: do it and say i tagged you <3

[fluttershymelcandy]

How to achieve the key-west kitten aesthetic 🌺

♡ First of all this aesthetic is easiest to achieve during the summer or on vacation, so my tips will be things that you can do on vacation or during warm weather. 🌊

♡ Visuals you will likely see being used a lot on the key-west kitten aesthetic are tropical flowers, palm trees, dolphins, coconuts, shells and the ocean 🧜🏻‍♀️

♡ Some things you could do to feel apart of this tropical world is: watch barbie a mermaid tale and barbie the pearl princess, go swimming, tan on the beach, collect shells near the sea, visit an aquarium , watch h20 mermaids...the list is endless ☀️

♡ How to dress and style yourself: I would recommend wearing brightly coloured bikinis, pink flowery dresses, cute, feminine sunglasses, flowy skirts with flowers and dolphins on them and flower clawclips surfboard 🏖

♡ I hope this post has helped you to embrace your girly side this summer and remember to always stay hydrated during hot weather, love u xx

[espercr]

barbie movie aesthetics !

repost / don't reblog. bold what applies.

barbie in the nutcracker.  freshly fallen snow, the sound of sleigh bells, a lengthy look at the one you love, the sound of a crackling fire, the smell of peppermint, half-eaten gingerbread cookies, bows in your hair, the strum of a harp, gold jewelry, clouds above a stormy sea, the conscious effort to believe in yourself, lace dresses, a sun dappled orchard, speaking from the heart, “you were the one i was looking for all along,” the cold winter wind, cheek kisses, bright blue eyes.

barbie as rapunzel.   golden hair, smeared paint on your fingers and clothes, marble staircases, dense forests with no path in sight, intricate braids, hedge mazes, grand parties, dazzling dresses, generational trauma, pink lipstick, the shiver of wind chimes, flowers in your hair, stepping outside your comfort zone, the tedium of chores, following your heart, love at first sight, the roar of a cascading waterfall, strong arms around your waist, dark secrets, “no more hatred”.

barbie of swan lake.   the familiarity of your favorite constellation in the night sky, the flutter of wings, freshly baked bread, dancing alone in your room, chocolate chip cookies, a babbling brook and the stones you use to cross it, running with the wind in your hair, sparkling jewels, an enchanted forest, dusty stacks of books, sibling rivalries, moonlit walks by the lake, the innocence of true love, painful deception, laced fingers, “it’s you i love”.

barbie as the princess and the pauper.   spun gold, a purring cat in your lap, the sacrifices your parents made for you, the prick of a sewing needle, “what would it be like to be free?”, dark caves, starry skies above, falling in love with your best friend, crowded markets, horse drawn carriages, fresh air, a hand held out to guide you, pretending to be something you’re not, breakfast in bed, bubble baths, narrow passageways, diamond rings, cold jail cells, lengthy hugs, promises you can keep.

tagged by : @consumare tagging : @viiolencia , @wnterslder , @brashir , @honeyedxhearts (for whoever you're feeling!), & YOU !

[deputyash]

Barbie Movie OC Aesthetics

Tagged by @strafethesesinners Thank you! :D

Tagging: @harmonyowl @cryptichobbit @teamhawkeye @glowwormsmith @ri-a-rose @tommymillers @shellibisshe @cobb-vanthss @derelictheretic @radiojamming @afarcry5fromstraight @purplehairsecretlair

Instructions: Bold what applies, italicize what applies sometimes, strikethrough what never applies.

- Dove Ash - 

BARBIE IN THE NUTCRACKER: freshly fallen snow | the sound of sleigh bells | a lengthy look at the one you love | the sound of a crackling fire | the smell of peppermint | half-eaten gingerbread cookies | bows in your hair | the strum of a harp | gold jewelry | clouds above a stormy sea | the conscious effort to believe in yourself | lace dresses | a sun dappled orchard | speaking from the heart | “you were the one I was looking for all along” | the cold winter wind | cheek kisses | bright blue eyes

BARBIE AS RAPUNZEL: golden hair | smeared paint on your fingers and clothes | marble staircases | dense forests with no path in sight | intricate braids | hedge mazes | grand parties | dazzling dresses | generational trauma | pink lipstick | the shiver of wind chimes | flowers in your hair | stepping outside your comfort zone | the tedium of chores | following your heart | love at first sight | the roar of a cascading waterfall | strong arms around your waist | dark secrets | “no more hatred”

BARBIE OF SWAN LAKE: the familiarity of your favorite constellation in the night sky | the flutter of wings | freshly baked bread | dancing alone in your room | chocolate chip cookies | a babbling brook and the stones you use to cross it | running with the wind in your hair | sparkling jewels | an enchanted forest | dusty stacks of books | sibling rivalries | moonlit walks by the lake | the innocence of true love | painful deception | laced fingers | “it’s you I love”

BARBIE AS THE PRINCESS AND THE PAUPER: spun gold | a purring cat in your lap | the sacrifices your parents made for you | the prick of a sewing needle | “what would it be like to be free?” | dark caves | starry skies above | falling in love with your best friend | crowded markets | horse drawn carriages | fresh air | a hand held out to guide you | pretending to be something you’re not | breakfast in bed | bubble baths | narrow passageways | diamond rings | cold jail cells | lengthy hugs | promises you can keep

- Vivian Wells - 

BARBIE IN THE NUTCRACKER: freshly fallen snow | the sound of sleigh bells | a lengthy look at the one you love | the sound of a crackling fire | the smell of peppermint | half-eaten gingerbread cookies | bows in your hair | the strum of a harp | gold jewelry | clouds above a stormy sea | the conscious effort to believe in yourself | lace dresses | a sun dappled orchard | speaking from the heart | “you were the one I was looking for all along” | the cold winter wind | cheek kisses | bright blue eyes

BARBIE AS RAPUNZEL: golden hair | smeared paint on your fingers and clothes | marble staircases | dense forests with no path in sight | intricate braids | hedge mazes | grand parties | dazzling dresses | generational trauma | pink lipstick | the shiver of wind chimes | flowers in your hair | stepping outside your comfort zone | the tedium of chores | following your heart | love at first sight | the roar of a cascading waterfall | strong arms around your waist | dark secrets | “no more hatred”

BARBIE OF SWAN LAKE: the familiarity of your favorite constellation in the night sky | the flutter of wings | freshly baked bread | dancing alone in your room | chocolate chip cookies | a babbling brook and the stones you use to cross it | running with the wind in your hair | sparkling jewels | an enchanted forest | dusty stacks of books | sibling rivalries | moonlit walks by the lake | the innocence of true love | painful deception | laced fingers | “it’s you I love”

BARBIE AS THE PRINCESS AND THE PAUPER: spun gold | a purring cat in your lap | the sacrifices your parents made for you | the prick of a sewing needle | “what would it be like to be free?” | dark caves | starry skies above | falling in love with your best friend | crowded markets | horse drawn carriages | fresh air | a hand held out to guide you | pretending to be something you’re not | breakfast in bed | bubble baths | narrow passageways | diamond rings | cold jail cells | lengthy hugs | promises you can keep

- Valerie “V” - 

BARBIE IN THE NUTCRACKER: freshly fallen snow | the sound of sleigh bells | a lengthy look at the one you love | the sound of a crackling fire | the smell of peppermint | half-eaten gingerbread cookies | bows in your hair | the strum of a harp | gold jewelry | clouds above a stormy sea | the conscious effort to believe in yourself | lace dresses | a sun dappled orchard | speaking from the heart | “you were the one I was looking for all along” | the cold winter wind | cheek kisses | bright blue eyes

BARBIE AS RAPUNZEL: golden hair | smeared paint on your fingers and clothes | marble staircases | dense forests with no path in sight | intricate braids | hedge mazes | grand parties | dazzling dresses | generational trauma | pink lipstick | the shiver of wind chimes | flowers in your hair | stepping outside your comfort zone | the tedium of chores | following your heart | love at first sight | the roar of a cascading waterfall | strong arms around your waist | dark secrets | “no more hatred”

BARBIE OF SWAN LAKE: the familiarity of your favorite constellation in the night sky | the flutter of wings | freshly baked bread | dancing alone in your room | chocolate chip cookies | a babbling brook and the stones you use to cross it | running with the wind in your hair | sparkling jewels | an enchanted forest | dusty stacks of books | sibling rivalries | moonlit walks by the lake | the innocence of true love | painful deception | laced fingers | “it’s you I love”

BARBIE AS THE PRINCESS AND THE PAUPER: spun gold | a purring cat in your lap | the sacrifices your parents made for you | the prick of a sewing needle | “what would it be like to be free?” | dark caves | starry skies above | falling in love with your best friend | crowded markets | horse drawn carriages | fresh air | a hand held out to guide you | pretending to be something you’re not | breakfast in bed | bubble baths | narrow passageways | diamond rings | cold jail cells | lengthy hugs | promises you can keep

- Monroe - 

BARBIE IN THE NUTCRACKER: freshly fallen snow | the sound of sleigh bells | a lengthy look at the one you love | the sound of a crackling fire | the smell of peppermint | half-eaten gingerbread cookies | bows in your hair | the strum of a harp | gold jewelry | clouds above a stormy sea | the conscious effort to believe in yourself | lace dresses | a sun dappled orchard | speaking from the heart | “you were the one I was looking for all along” | the cold winter wind | cheek kisses | bright blue eyes

BARBIE AS RAPUNZEL: golden hair | smeared paint on your fingers and clothes | marble staircases | dense forests with no path in sight | intricate braids | hedge mazes | grand parties | dazzling dresses | generational trauma | pink lipstick | the shiver of wind chimes | flowers in your hair | stepping outside your comfort zone | the tedium of chores | following your heart | love at first sight | the roar of a cascading waterfall | strong arms around your waist | dark secrets | “no more hatred”

BARBIE OF SWAN LAKE: the familiarity of your favorite constellation in the night sky | the flutter of wings | freshly baked bread | dancing alone in your room | chocolate chip cookies | a babbling brook and the stones you use to cross it | running with the wind in your hair | sparkling jewels | an enchanted forest | dusty stacks of books | sibling rivalries | moonlit walks by the lake | the innocence of true love | painful deception | laced fingers | “it’s you I love”

BARBIE AS THE PRINCESS AND THE PAUPER: spun gold | a purring cat in your lap | the sacrifices your parents made for you | the prick of a sewing needle | “what would it be like to be free?” | dark caves | starry skies above | falling in love with your best friend | crowded markets | horse drawn carriages | fresh air | a hand held out to guide you | pretending to be something you’re not | breakfast in bed | bubble baths | narrow passageways | diamond rings | cold jail cells | lengthy hugs | promises you can keep